Cornelia, of course, knew how awesome Marcus was, and giving him full marks was totally justified. "Ms. Lacy, why not a 10?"
"The only flaw is that he's not my man." Alvina Lacy thought for a moment and used a metaphor only a girl could understand. "It's like you have your eye on a limited edition bag, but when you're about to pay, you're told it's been bought by someone else. Can you still give that bag a 10?"
It was the first time Cornelia heard someone compare Marcus to a bag, and she couldn't help but laugh. "Ms. Lacy, keep talking, I love listening to you."
" Just call me Alvina." Alvina Lacy refilled Cornelia's wine glass. "Cornelia, you know I really like you too. Today, at the opening ceremony, I looked at you for so long, but you never gave me a response."
Cornelia was flattered. "Are you sure you were looking at me during the opening ceremony, not at President Hartley?"
"Of course. I looked at him and you. I'm just an ordinary person. What's wrong with enjoying good-looking guys and gals?"
"Is Ms. Lacy complimenting me?"
"Isn’t it obvious?"
"Thank you, Ms. Lacy!"
"Cornelia, your skin is so good. Which skincare brand do you use? Recommend it to me, and I'll give it a try."
Cornelia was not shy. "Any skincare product works for me."
The two chatted more and more, not only about men and skincare but also about entertainment gossip. They talked about everything girls could chat about.
While chatting and drinking, the two bottles of red wine quickly emptied, and Alvina Lacy ordered a bottle of champagne.
Cornelia rarely chatted so much with people she wasn't familiar with, but she and Alvina Lacy really hit it off. They not only exchanged contact information but also made plans for their next meeting.
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